Dabing's face was tense. He reached out and shook his phone, motioning the person next to him to take a look. Then he lowered his voice and said impatiently, "Get out of the way. The director wants to see me."

The people in white coats who were called out from the periphery looked inside with disbelief. They had squeezed into this position with great difficulty and were unwilling to give it to others. However, after hearing the director's angry voice, they did not dare to ask the director for confirmation and stepped forward reluctantly to make way.

Dabing squeezed in and stood in the crowd. He saw Bai Yu, who had changed from his usual serious look and was standing there dejectedly. He felt a little annoyed for a moment. He insisted on sending Ren Xinxin back. If she had been there all the time and helped him get discharged when she came back, the director would have no reason to scold him.

In fact, she had guessed it just now, but out of a sense of luck, she chose to send Ren Xinxin back first to avoid being seen by the director.

As soon as Bai Yu left, there was an uproar in the ward behind. Everyone was clamoring that this place was unlucky and wanted to be discharged immediately. They stood outside the nurses' station with large and small bags and arguing loudly. When the director came out of the ward and heard what was happening, he immediately became furious and rushed back to the office in a rage.

As soon as the director left, a large group of people followed him to continue the ward rounds. Everyone was tense, fearing that any small problem would cause the director's anger.

Mulian stood there watching the director walk away, and couldn't help but curl her lips, thinking he was crazy.

Shizhu patted Mulian's shoulder gently, saying, "Fortunately, I didn't come here for you."

Su Wei stood behind him with a tangled look on his face, hesitating. Should he speak? At first he thought he had done a good thing, but suddenly he felt that it was a bad thing.

As soon as Da Bing saw the director leave, he walked in and stood beside the dejected Bai Yu. He wanted to offer some comfort, but Bai Yu, who was already used to being immersed in academics, felt that any words he wanted to say were pretentious, so all he could say was, "Are there any who need to be discharged? I'll start."

Bai Yu said nothing, turned around and wrote the bed number on a piece of paper. He looked exhausted and his eyes were unfocused, as if he was heartbroken and didn't want to think about anything.

Dabing sat at Bai Yu's workstation, writing medical instructions and looking at Bai Yu with a worried look.

Bai Yu stood up without warning and walked towards the window like a lost soul.